old af fanfic w/ pet play

It had been a long day for The Spine. The band had done a show earlier and while it went very well, these things always took a lot out of him. While they loved performing for the fans, it was still rather tiring.

However, there always was a way for him to relax and Rabbit was always more than happy to help. They’d sneak off to The Spine’s room, late after the others had gone to bed as to make sure that they would get no unexpected visitors.

The Spine would likely die of embarrassment if anyone saw him like this, at Rabbit’s command, as his little pet. Though that didn’t necessarily mean he liked it any less.

 When the idea had first been brought up, The Spine had been skeptical to say the least. After all, what kind of self-respecting automaton would willingly wear a collar, be lead around on a leash like a dog?

Needless to say, The Spine turned out to fit in that category.

It was that time of night, others fast asleep as Rabbit led The Spine by his tie into his own room. Door shut behind them, their “playtime” had begun.

“Alright, Spine. As n-nice as your clothing may be, take it a-a-all off.”

The Spine hastily pulled at the buttons on his vest, only to be reprimanded.

“Slowly, The Spine. Entertain me.”

Rabbit smirked, eyes expectantly kept on the titanium bot.

Doing as was asked of him, he slowly peeled off his vest and took off his tie, and then kicked off his shoes and socks for good measure.

With Rabbit’s gaze upon him, it felt a bit shameful despite having done this many times before.

Eyes remaining on this entertainment, Rabbit undid his numerous belts, saving The Spine some effort later. His vest and hat had already been thrown off earlier, overheated from that day’s show..

Under his master’s watchful gaze, The Spine unbuttoned his shirt, letting it drop to the floor. Out of curiosity, he glanced at Rabbit, who only motioned him to go on, grin on his face.

The Spine undid his pants and slipped them off, taking his time to let the fabric unveil his long legs, then kicked the clothing out of the way. Realizing he still had his hat on, he took it and gently placed it aside. Now all he had left were his boxers.

Rabbit whistled in imitation of a cat-call, causing embarrassment to bubble up in his chest.

“G-go on, remove it.”

He could feel Rabbit’s eyes wandering over his form hungrily. With compliance, The Spine slipped his boxers down over his hips, teasingly tugging at the waistband before finally pulling them down.

“Good boy. N-now, come here.” He made a beckoning motion with his hand.

“Help me get a b-bit more… comfortable.”

Eager to please, The Spine did just that and walked over to pop off the buttons that held on Rabbit’s short suspenders. Rabbit then got to taking his long pants off, leaving his shirt buttons to The Spine.

With every inch of Rabbit that was exposed, The Spine left small kisses in their wake. The copper bot sighed happily, liking the attention.

Once they were both disrobed, Rabbit walked over to The Spine’s dresser and rummaged through the drawers until he found what he was looking for, a collar, complete with leash, and of course, his riding crop. Just in case his pet decided to misbehave.

“You k-know what time it is, come here.”

The Spine did so and got on his knees before Rabbit to make for easier access. With a clicking sound, the collar was placed around his neck.

He looked up at Rabbit, who was holding his leash, and waited for any orders.

“A-alright, my little pet, you’re not the only one tense from today. Come, help me relax."

With a tug on his leash, he followed Rabbit, who sat on the edge of his bed.

"Now, kneel for me.”

The Spine did just that, now on his knees before the copper automaton, awaiting further instruction.

“Well? Don’t just gape, p-put your mouth to better use~”

Teasingly, The Spine left kisses along Rabbit’s inner thighs, making sure to pay attention to the sensitive vents there. Mischievously avoiding what Rabbit really wanted and frustrating him. Though he aimed to please, the opportunity to tease him was rather hard to pass by, a little misbehavior couldn’t hurt much.

Rabbit whined, demanding that The Spine “Hurry up and j-just get to the good part already,” but The Spine was getting too much enjoyment out of playing with him. Continuing this, The Spine drew rather close to where Rabbit wanted him.

Instead of immediately going down on him, The Spine wanted to hear Rabbit beg.

However, he was in for a surprise. He felt copper fingers grasping at his hair, forcing eye contact.

“The Spine, I have put up with this l-long enough. You are not the one in charge here. Y-you want to be a good dog, yes?”

The Spine nodded slightly, motion restricted by Rabbit’s grip.

“You don’t want me to have t-t-to punish you, right?”

He whimpered, and nodded again.

“Well, good dogs lick. You’re a smart boy, I think you kn-know w-what to do.” Rabbit’s grip loosened and remained on The Spine’s head.

Obediently, he slowly dragged his tongue, leaving a wet stripe. The copper bot shuddered and let out a small squeak of pleasure. Taking his time, The Spine licked him slowly.

Impatient as ever, Rabbit tried to buck into his touch, but strong titanium hands held him down by the hips, taking on an inappropriate level of dominance. Hand tightening around the riding crop he held, usually, Rabbit would have punished him for this boldness.

He should have done so but that would have involved The Spine’s tongue no longer on him and that just wouldn’t do.

Indulgent, The Spine began to be a bit less tortuously slow, lapping up at him and making Rabbit cry out and shudder. The Spine always loved hearing all of the sounds that Rabbit made when he did this, and flicking his tongue over the older bot’s clit only enhanced them. He felt Rabbit tugging at his hair again, but rather than in a commanding manner, it was more like he was overwhelmed.

Attentions focused to that sensitive nub, Rabbit exhaled sharply, puffing steam. With a keening sound and the arching of his back, The Spine knew that his master had been pleased.

The Spine remained seated on the ground, hoping, but not assuming that he would be rewarded. It wasn’t all too uncommon for Rabbit to deny him, but luck seemed on his side today as Rabbit pulled himself together and came closer, fond expression on his face.

“The Spine, while some of your behavior was unacceptable…” He tapped the riding crop to his palm in a mildly threatening manner.

“I am feeling generous. And while I am often too soft on you, I s-s-suppose I could treat you.”

The Spine’s anticipation was apparent in his face.

“You will get your t-treat, however, this will only be under one condition. Beg for it, tell me what you w-want.”

Of course, Rabbit had to make this more humiliating for him. It wouldn’t be half as fun otherwise.

“Also, if y-you mess up, my little friend might just have something to s-say about it.” He caressed the riding crop in his hand, clearly having no qualms with using it.

 In crude imitation of a dog’s behavior, The Spine put up his hands and whimpered, shame making it hard to speak, his eyes shut tightly.

“P-Please… touch me…”

He yelped in pain as he felt a sharp crack of the crop on his back.

Rabbit’s voice, a smug tone.

“Y-you forgot something, pet.”

Wincing, he had realized his mistake.

“Please touch me, master.”

Rabbit grinned, leaning over to run a single fingertip down the segments of his spine.

“M-much better, but let’s be more specific. Where do you want me to t-touch you?”

The Spine shivered and let out a small, pathetic sound.

“…want you to touch me… there….”

Mumbling, he found it hard to get the words out of his mouth.

Rabbit leaned in, free hand tipping up The Spine’s chin, riding crop set aside for the time being.

“W-what’s that? Can’t hear you.”

Rabbit was taking way too much enjoyment out of his frustration, but it was just so much fun to get him worked up.

A short burst of boldness took hold, letting him voice his desires, though really it was more like he was blurting them out, mouth going off before his mind processed it.

“I want your hands on me, all over, please just get me off that’s all I’m asking for, master, please.”

As soon as the words left him, The Spine looked absolutely mortified; he could have just died then and there. Such words just felt so out-of-character to him, and yet… he had definitely just said them.

“A-alright, go and stand against the wall, hands flat.”

Following orders, he did just that, wondering what was in store for him.

Copper arms wrapped around his waist, and kisses trailed down the back of his neck.

“I don’t think you realize j-just how much I love it when you beg…”

Rabbit’s hands on him, pressing gently against the glass covering the taller bot’s blue matter core, his chest pressed possessively against his back. Feeling vulnerable at this pressure, The Spine let out a soft whine.

Those hands roamed, drifting over literally sculpted abs and daring to dip below.

“You’d l-let me do anything while I have you like this, wouldn’t you?” He purred into The Spine’s ear, making him tremble, eyes fluttering shut.

“Got you at my mercy.”

His hand went lower, until curling around The Spine’s dick.

With a puff of steam, a hissed “yes” escaped from between The Spine’s teeth, at last getting what he wanted.

With Rabbit’s skilled hand stroking him, The Spine couldn’t help but give out a appreciative moan.

Rabbit admired the titanium bot currently under his control, so strong, and yet so pliable in his hands. He quickened the pace, causing The Spine to let out a shuddery exhale of steam.

“Just look at you… s-such a good boy, and all mine.”

“Yes… “A sharp inhale.

"Yours…” Shaky exhale, steam pouring out.

The Spine found it hard to speak, too distracted by the friction of Rabbit’s hand, his hips bucking into it.

Rabbit chuckled softly.

“Oh, does my little pet w-want to come?”

The Spine let out a whining sound.

“Please, master…”

Taking a slightly sadistic pleasure at the tone of his voice, Rabbit just had to make it a little harder for him.

“P-please master what? What do you want me to do?”

Fingers threatening to dig into the wall beneath them, The Spine was so desperate.

“Please, master… Please make me come!”

“T-that’s more like it.”

Taking mercy on him, Rabbit pumped faster, going until The Spine let out a deep moan, his knees almost buckling while steam overflowed from his vents.

Excess oils covering Rabbit’s hand, he brought it up to The Spine’s mouth.

“L-look at this mess you’ve made. Clean it up.”

Too blissful to protest, The Spine darted his tongue over his copper fingers, removing his mess.

“Good boy. C-come along now, it’s late”

They both curled up together in The Spine’s bed, Rabbit softly petting The Spine’s hair, making him hum contentedly. He shifted to kiss the top of his head.

“Feelin’ better?”

“…Yes.”

“L-love ya, Spine.”

“Love you too, Rabbit.”